Alouette: In our new base, there was a Baby Elf that shone with a weird-colored light. One day, Zero brought us another one as a souvenir from one of his missions. The Baby Elves were just like twins, always twinkling cheerfully, and watching them made me happy too. I know I get in the way of Aunt Ciel's[1] work, and today when I went to see them...
Alouette: I know, right? Hehe. And then, and then, there's this boy named Menart who's always playing tricks on me. Just the other day he pulled on my doll's arm and it got a little frayed. Hmph... Hehehe. But he always gets scolded by Rocinolle afterwards. You Baby Elves better become nice kids who don't play pranks on anyone! Hm...wait a second. It's weird just to keep calling you "the Baby Elves" all the time. Hey! Aunt Ciel! I wonder what kind of names would be good?
Ciel: These Baby Elves...the more I study them, the more surprises I find. Where can they possibly have the power to put out such immense energy in such tiny bodies?
Alouette: Um...Aunt Ciel gave me my name. I really like it. Hey! Aunt Ciel! What kind of names do you think we should give the Baby Elves?
Alouette: Aunt Ciel is always so busy with her research lately. Cerveau said she was up really late last night too.
Alouette: But...if humans don't get enough rest, they get fevers, so I'm worried. I know! If I ask the Operators, they might help think up some good names! Aunt Ciel, good luck with your research.
Ciel: Huh...? I wonder if Alouette was here to play. Ah, shame on me... I got too wrapped up in my research and ended up ignoring her. I'm getting just like the people in Neo Arcadia. How can I not have the time to worry about the people around me? That girl is always having such a hard time, too...
Alouette: Um...
Jaune: Oh, Alouette. Hello.
Rouge: Miss Alouette. I believe you are aware that this area is off-limits to non-combat personnel.
Alouette: I'm sorry! But if I don't come through here I can't go to Aunt Ciel's room, so...
Jaune: The Resistance Base can certainly be inconvenient when it comes to things like this.
Rouge: In that case, I suppose you can't help it. Anyway, is there something we can do for you?
Alouette: Oh, right. I'm thinking of giving the Baby Elves in Aunt Ciel's room names.
Rouge: Names?
Jaune: For the Baby Elves?
Alouette: I thought as hard as I could, but not even one good name came to mind...
Jaune: So you came to see us.
Rouge: Understood. I will attempt to retrieve terms relating to the topic of names for the two Baby Elves.
Alouette: Um, thank you. I wonder if this is such a good idea...
Rouge: Thank you for waiting. How are Anode and Cathode?
Alouette: What do those words mean?
Rouge: They indicate the positive and negative poles of electronic tubes and electrolytic cells. I believe that they are ideal as designations for electronic life forms like the Baby Elves.
Alouette: I think those might be a little too hard...
Jaune: In that case, what about Plus and Minus?
Alouette: Huh?!
Jaune: Ah, just kidding, just kidding!
Alouette: Um, maybe instead of hard ones like that, names like the ones in old books...
Rouge: Books! Ah, recording media used by humans in previous generations. In that case...what about Crime and Punish? They come from the magnum opus of 19th century Russian author Dostoyevsky, "Crime and Punishment." The title of this work, not only a piece of literature including elements of mystery, psychology, and love and fraught with religious influences but also a composition on the Soviet Russia of his day with an eye towards its survival into the future, and which might also be called an Enlightenment treatise, expresses in stunning contrast its theme of analyzing from every angle the salvation of a soul after an act of murder predicated upon atheist revolutionary philosophy...
Alouette: Um...uh...those aren't really cute...
Jaune: Ah, if you want cute ones...how about Love and Peace or something?
Alouette: Uh...hehe...those are kind of cute.
Rouge: Miss Alouette!
Alouette: Yes?
Rouge: If you would prefer cute names, how are Azul Luna and Rojo Sol? It seems that they mean "blue moon" and "red sun," and were used as names for software released at the beginning of the 21st century.
Alouette: Wow..
Jaune: Oh, if we're doing colors, how about Blanc and Noir? White and black. Clear and easy to remember, right?
Alouette: Uh...
Rouge: In addition, there are Technos and Thanatos...
Alouette: Um...
Jaune: Wait a minute. Rouge, yours are all fancy and awkward. How do you think Alouette feels?
Alouette: Um, I don't really...
Jaune: Never mind those. I think simple ones like Cerezo and Virgo[2] are good. Right, Alouette?
Aloeutte: Um...
Rouge: Jaune! You've done nothing lately but complain at me. Black and white, cherry tree and virgin--are you joking? Everything you do is half-baked. The other day, you were even about to input incorrect transfer coordinates!
Alouette: Um, M-Miss Rouge...
Rouge: If you had transferred him that way, Zero would have ended up in the middle of a wall in the Ruins of Dysis!
Aloeutte: Um...
Jaune: Aahhh!
Alouette: M-Miss Jaune...
Jaune: You promised me you would keep that a secret! If that's how it's going to be, what about your simulation of Operation Righteous Strike? At first glance it looks like you precisely calculated the perfect plan, but all you did was mess with the input parameters a little! It's completely worthless!
Alouette: Is this...m-my fault? Ahhh.. I'm sorryyyyy!
Jaune: Instead of just looking at the surface, you should verify the whole thing properly!
Rouge: That's completely irrelevant right now! By the way, I don't suppose you've finished the work Elpis asked you to do?
Jaune: Er...
Rouge: I'm not going to have a thing to say to you when you come crying to me that you're not going to make it in time!
Jaune: S-stop changing the subject, Rouge! As soon as you don't like where the conversation is going you just dodge by changing the subject! It's your worst habit!
Rouge: What did you say?!
Jaune: Huh?!
Alouette: *panting* What should I do? Rocinolle is busy treating the people who came back from the Forest of Dysis, and Dande said something about going on Operation Justice or something, so I can't ask him, and Hibou doesn't care about anything but Energen crystals...
Alouette: Maybe Menart...no, no way! He's just going to tease me again. All the new Resistance people are always so busy, and...they're kinda scary. Ah, why am I worrying about people to ask instead of thinking of names?
Alouette: I wonder if there's someone who knows lots of stuff and has lots of free time...
Alouette: Oh! Grandpa! Grandpa Andrew!
Andrew: Young lady. I'm sorry, but the custard buns are sold out today. I have some jam buns left, though.
Aloutte: Um, I'm not a customer here to buy bread. I'm Alouette.
Andrew: Oh! My mistake. Alouette...right.
Alouette: Grandpa is always telling all kinds of stories, right?
Andrew: Indeed. If you have time, would you care to listen for a while?
Alouette: Yeah...
Andrew: You might not believe it to look at me, but I used to be a schoolteacher. Those kids were always pestering me to teach them something or other. And before that, I worked in a bread factory.
Alouette: Um.
Andrew: And before that, I was a sailor...I think.
Alouette: Um, grandpa?
Andrew: This Resistance Base is close to the sea, so I'm reminded of my time as a sailor.
Alouette: Um, not that kind of story.
Andrew: Huh?
Alouette: T-there's something I was hoping you could tell me...
Andrew: I see. What might that be?
Alouette: I'm thinking of names for the Baby Elves that are in Aunt Ciel's room.
Andrew: Names? Isn't yours Alouette?
Alouette: Not my name. Names for the Baby Elves.
Andrew: Oh? Names to give the Baby Elves? Why didn't you say so? Since you're naming the Baby Elves...I suppose children's names would be nice?
Alouette: Uh-huh.
Andrew: It was during my days as a schoolteacher... There were two very close human girls in the class I taught. They weren't sisters, but they looked so alike they might as well have been twins, both very cute.
Alouette: Yes...so what were their names...um...
Andrew: In those days, human children and Repliroid children still took classes together. The Repliroid children were faster at learning...
Alouette: Umm..
Andrew: And when it comes to exercise, they can do most things without any trouble, but it's not like that with human children.
Alouette: Um, what were their names?
Andrew: Those two didn't have particularly good grades, and they weren't the type that was good at sports. Naturally, they were always being teased by the other Repliroid children. Even if I warned them, just a tick later they would be teasing them again...
Alouette: Um...
Andrew: But those two had one thing going for them. They liked to sing.
Alouette: I see...singing...
Andrew: When it came time for recess, they would use my desk as a stage and sing for everyone.
Alouette: What was the song's name?
Andrew: Then, at least, everyone stopped teasing them and listened happily. Ah, yes. Repliroids can't sing, you see. Even if it sounds like a song, they're just replaying recorded voice data in the end. Humans are the only ones who can sing. The Repliroid children were jealous of those two. They could express their feelings in song in their own words...
Alouette: Wow...
Andrew: That reminds me! The human girl I loved long ago liked to sing too. That must have been...around the time I was still working as a sailor...
Alouette: Uhhh...
Andrew: I think...
Alouette: Grandpa!
Andrew: Huh? Oh. I suppose I got off-topic. I was up to the part about the two girls singing, wasn't I? Not long afterwards, they decided to form a Repliroid security squad, so I had to quit being a teacher. They said that they had to tighten security because of increasing Irregular crime and so on and so forth.
Alouette: Ahh...geez...so, what were their--
Andrew: I was so busy day after day on the security team that I forgot about those two...
Alouette: Oh...Zero!
Andrew: A few years later, I happened to meet them again after rushing to a scene as backup...
Alouette: Um, I'm thinking of giving names to the two Baby Elves that are in Ciel's room. Zero, what kind of names do you think would be good?
Zero: No clue.
Alouette: Huh? Come on, at least think about it!
Zero: Why are you asking me about something like that?
Alouette: 'Cause, you saved the second one, right? How did you feel when you found it?
Zero: I found it deep in some dark ruins. I fought with a Repliroid from Neo Arcadia who was there to take back the Baby Elf. If I remember right, he looked like a snake. The footing was cramped, and he could alter it at will, so he was tough to fight.
Alouette: No, no. Not that kind of stuff. I mean feelings like "oh, how cute," "isn't it pretty"...
Zero: He was kind of creepy.
Alouette: Zero, you big dummy!!
Andrew: Hmph. Kids these days just won't listen properly, you see.
Zero: ...I don't think that's the problem.
Alouette: *sigh*...I guess no one cares about those two.
Ciel: Alouette!
Alouette: Oh...Aunt Ciel.
Ciel: Sorry. I heard all about it from the others. You're right, it wouldn't be fair not to give those Elves real names.
Alouette: Yeah...that's okay. Um, hey, Aunt Ciel...those two are going to help everyone, right? They're good kids, right?
Ciel: That's right. If we study those Baby Elves, I think we'll find clues on a new source of energy.
Alouette: I'm so glad! I'm always praying that they'll make new energy for us.
Ciel: Thank you. I'll try my hardest too.
Alouette: I hope they hear my prayers too...
Ciel: Oh! That's it. Alouette, I think it would be nice if we named those Elves exactly what you're wishing for.
Alouette: What I'm wishing for?
Ciel: If we do that, I'm sure your wishes will reach them.
Alouette: What I'm wishing for... That they'll create new energy for us... That my prayers will reach them... Create...and pray. Aunt Ciel. Can we make these into names?
Ciel: Hm... "Create" is Créer. "Pray" is Prier, I think.
Alouette: Créer and Prier...That's it! Créer and Prier. I think that's what we should name them...what about you?
Ciel: Good idea! I think those names are perfect.
Alouette: Yeah! Hey, can we go to your room right now? I want to tell the Elves right away!
Ciel: Sure. And we can't leave your doll all torn up like that either.
Alouette: Hehe. Yay! Créer, Prier, hehe, Aunt Ciel! Let's go, let's go!
[1] A reflection of the way Alouette refers to Resistance members she's close to, including Ciel. None of these terms implies that Alouette is actually related to any of them.
[2] Types of roses, apparently.